C132 Benefit of the Doubt

Fenella’s POV

“No.”

I quickly got up, pushing Alan's shoulder away. With swift steps, I approached Jessy and put on my satin robe.

God, help me!

I sealed my lips, holding back the red blush burning my cheeks, and walked into the dressing room. I stood leaning against the door, my heart racing. What was wrong with me?

I have to admit, Alan was a man who knew how to charm